4 Corn Freestyle

[Intro]
012 and stand up
Brum E.R.D (Woi woi)
Smuggzy ace (Wo hooo)

[Verse 1]
Word to my akh (Akh)
In this world I only fear allah, that's god
Put trust in my one four-four long
Like bloody I don't wanna die young
Young boss can't take a L, no loss
Certain man can't give me a spud
Whe-whe-where was you when i was deep in the mud
Fuck these niggas, 4090, would've been lurked in a buck
Had to when they see my arse in cuffs
All these hoes wanna bruck and fuck
Call me now when i told them hold this bruck
M.O.B so I show no love
Plenty times man could've got shot
Thank god I'm breathing, where was you when i was sweeping
Probably sleeping, brought that pack, done enough cleaning
I show block bout me and my mop, certain man wanna claim on drugs
Told me it's long, when i told 'em there's a truck
There's not an A for money
From young being broke is work
Wanted money can't party in clubs
Mom told me "Money don't grow on trees, go get a job!"
Had to get my p's, fuck a nine to five, trapping's a must
Fly OT, pull out my clientele, traps spark, dishing out grub
Never that kid that was sent and shot
Us kicking down doors, trying to find your crop
They say I talk too much, god i'm way to hot
Nothing like bronson, with a bunsen man get bun
This is the life I live, I beg you step in my shoes
More bloody than loubes
Heart cold like a pack of ice cubes
Not nice when i'm telling the ugly truth
Couldn't care about views
Your favorite rapper's mainstream
Got lies in the booth (Hoo hoo)
We doing the mission impossible
Dish out smoke nothing like Tom Cruise
These niggas ain't g'ed up, they just pick n' choose
Talk bout gangs, guns, drugs
They put our faith in the news, loose, loose
With a 9 like ballotelli we shoot and score
Why always us, taking tours like a city bus
Real drillers that's us, in skengs we trust
Drillings and drillings, too free wanna stop
Numerous times we made it slap, real drillers no cap
We done it again, again and again, raise that gauge, lift man up
Four bro turned him off, told bro we got a trophy
Smuggzyace, hashtag smokey smokey
Shooting and scoring like obi
Shooting like G.R.M, posty
Daily man get duppied, so the way i dish out one
Denzel fill em with lead, ready to get your block popping
Come from posting the block with a chamber spins not stopping
I'm doing my ting while acting like Morgan Freeman (Beating beating)
Call me the shooting demon
See the smoke and man try reason
It's hot pepper pepper hot, man get seasoned
Them boy they sour probably like lime
We do the crime, dash probably hoping they'll see the time, (Woi woi woi) hoping they'll see the time
Gliding ain't a crime, five rounds ammunitions
Got bros doing up time, we can call it Drayton Manor
Been where we love to ride, I love to glide
They told me we don't wanna ride, I'll give you a ride
Mom want's me to stop firing skengs, "Son i can't watch you lose your life"
Fam don't want me locked up doing up time, cause of this t'ug life
Bro told me put down the force pick up the mic
It's your time this your time, let's do up shine, (Woi woi woi) let's do up shine

[Outro]
Smokey season (Woi woi woi)
They don't wanna see niggas shining, gang shit. Big up 012 and Brum town stand up. (Woi woi)